Harry's Girl {Sequel to Daddy's Little Girl.}

18. Luke.

Summer's P.o.V

My suitcases are packed. I grabbed my stuff the moment I woke up. I cried myself to sleep last night. "Summer?" Harry says. He cried, I can hear it in his voice. "Yes?" I reply dryly. "Sorry.. I love you.." He mumbles. "I don't care." I say. I actually do care, but he cheated on me. "I'm sorry." He says again. "I hope you choke on your 'I'm sorry'. You're a cheater." I say. "I'll go. I love you." Harry says. "Bye." I say.

It becomes quiet. I sigh and sit down on the bed. I think I might have a little chat with the stripper. I stand up, grab my handbag and open the door. I walk downstairs, ignore everyone and grab the carkeys. I walk towards the frontdoor when someone grabs my forearm. It is Harry. He looks the same as the first time we had a fight, pale, bags unders his eyes and no life in his green eyes. Shit Summer, don't feel sorry for the bastard. "What are you going to do?" He asks. "Have a little chat with that slut of yours." I snarl and pull my arm from his grip. Harry pins me up.against the wall and kissed me.

His lips... His goddamn soft plump lips.. I just can't resist him.

I tangle my fingers in his hair and wrap my legs around his waist. "Shit.. You have no idea how much you hurt me." I mumbke against his lips. "I said I'm sorry. I felt so weird that night, drunk, guilty and I felt like I used drugs." Harry says. "Did you used drugs?" I ask and caress his cheek. "No.. Drugs destroys people their life." Harry says. "Did someone buy you a drink?" I ask. "No... Yes.. The stripper.. She started flirting with me after her act... I told her I wasn't interested.. And then a bit later, a waitressed brought me a drink and told it came from the stripper.. That was all I've got." Harry says. "And then?" I ask. "Then I felt weird. Everything was spinning and I became dizzy. The next thing I know I was in a different room with her and she had Willy in her mouth." Harry says. "She probably drugged you." I say. "I don't know Summer. I only know that guilt is killing me right now." Harry says. I lift his chin so he looks me in my eyes. "I love you." I say and give Harry a weak smile. "I love you too." Harry says and leans in. I press my lips on his. I bite his lip softly when I pull back. "This doesn't mean we're back together." I whisper in his ear. "I know. Can I at least come? To the stripclub?" Harry asks. "Sure." I say. Harry lets go of me and grabs his phone.

I open the front door and walk towards our rental car. I unlock it and open the door of the driversseat when Harry grabs the key out of my hand. "I'll drive." He says. "Okay." I say and walk to the passengersseat. I sit down and fasten my seatbelt. Harry gets in, puts the keys into the contact and starts the car. "I still hate you tho." I say when starts driving. "I love you, I always will Summer." Harry says. I sigh and lay my head against the window. "I hate everyone. I just want to go home." I say. "No.. Don't go home!" Harry begs. "I already bought a new ticket." I say. "When is the flight?" Harry asks. "Tonight." I say. A few tears roll down his cheek. "I.. I.. Where are you going to live?" Harry asks. "At Antho's. He bought a new apartment." I say. "Oh.. Okay. What about Hannah?" Harry asks. "She can stay with you till I have my own apartment." I say. "Okay." Harry says.

He is quiet during the whole ride. When we arrive, I get out if the car and I walk into the stripclub which is filled with loads of men and half naked women. "How old are you?" One of the strippers asks. "18." I lie. "What are you doing in here?" she asks. "I need to talk to someone." I say. "Okay. Anyways we still need a new girl.. For those young guys over there. We pay you immediately." The woman says. "Is it a bachelorsparty?" I ask. "Yes." She says. I smirk. "Wait a sec." I say and I walk towards Harry. "Listen up. I am going to dance.. You are going to sit at the bar and look if you can find that whore." I say. "Wait? Dance?" Harry asks. "Yes." I say and walk towards the woman. "I am Sharon." she says. "Summer. I want to dance." I say. Sharon nods and grabs my hand. We walk to a dressing room filled with all sorts of glittery sexy clothes you can imagine. "Here. Change, you're up in a minute. Give the groom and his best men a lapdance. Dance a bit on stage and I bet you'll get loads of money in a blink of the eye." Sharon says and she gives me a set of bright pink lingerie. She walks away so I can change. When I'm changed I look into the huge mirror that is covering one of the walls. "Summer. Come on." Sharon says and walks in. "Wow. You are beautiful. Wear this." She says and gives me a matching mask. I put on the mask and follow Sharon into the club. I get loads of glances from several guys, even women are looking at me as if I'm an object. When I notice Harry I see him laughing with a girl. The girl from the picture Nathan showed me. I feel an outragious anger deep inside me but I stay calm. Sharon and I walk past him. I feel his eyes burning in my back.